Merlin looked back at Luna, one eyebrow slowly raising into such a withering look of disdain as to flatten Luna's nerve into the dust- and prove her point.
And then he took a breath, and laughed, loudly. "You cheeky bitch." He looked her over and tossed back his drink. Oh he did enjoy this one. Luna had a spark that lit fires in people. He advanced on her chair and leaned down to kiss her quite firmly. "Perhaps I am, at that."